I got a choke chain
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Made out of nightrain
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To keep your memory down,
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In quicksand from the main man,
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To drown everything out.
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We were out on a joyride
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Fucked up from insides,
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Always at a dead stall,
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From sticking pins in a miniature man
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Who can’t feel it at all.
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See you later,
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See you later
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If I see you at all,
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See you later.
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Walk through thick mud
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Looking for new blood,
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Thinking I heard your name,
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Cruel imagination still giving me pain,
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Just to find you with your masterminder
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Running your affairs,
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Saying how you're better now
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Since it killed all your other cares.
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See you later,
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See you later,
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If I see you at all,
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See you later,
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See you later,
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If I see you at all,
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See you later,
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See you later,
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If I see you at all,
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See you later.
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See You Later
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| Elliott Smith |
